After coaxing old enemies into avatars

When Sheng Huaizhao's bones were aching from the cold, he heard the movement from the front of the prison, he gently moved Yun Jian's head from his knees to the ground, and looked back outside the dark prison.

"That's right here." The green-robed monk frowned, "Go in."

Mingshun was pushed and staggered into the prison. The monk gave Sheng Huaizhao a cold look, and left immediately.

"...What's the matter with you?" Sheng Huaizhao asked wearily with his right hand on his knee as the footsteps disappeared completely.

Mingshun said timidly: "I'm worried about you..."

"so?"

Sheng Huaizhao pushed the little crying bag away at that time, just to give him time to think of ways to save people, but he didn't expect him to throw himself into the trap.

Mingshun struggled for a moment: "I thought Sect Leader Lin had other reasons."

Mingshun witnessed everything, and even knew that Sheng Huaizhao wanted to escape and didn't want to involve himself in this kind of dispute. It was obviously the wrong party for Sect Leader Lin to detain him.

But the little monk's personality is like this.

In the original book, after 20 years of practice, Mingshun met the bandits who brutally murdered his parents, but seeing the enemy kneeling at his feet begging for forgiveness from the Buddha, Mingshun put his hands together and said a few words of Amitabha, erasing the past .

But after becoming a Buddha, when he followed the people's wish to go to the disaster relief, he found that the enemy whom he had converted at the beginning worshiped evil ways and became a local cannibal.His fleeting good thoughts caused more suffering, and Mingshun's spotless Buddha heart was covered with dust. After torturing him for hundreds of years, he was finally beaten back to the mundane world and practiced again.

Sheng Huaizhao raised his hand, flicked Mingshun's bald head lightly: "Little Holy Father."

Mingshun rubbed his head, and asked again: "How is your health?"

"It's okay." Sheng Huaizhao sighed and pointed to the inside, "You might as well go and see him."

Mingshun nodded and got up to feel Yun Jian's pulse.

"... Gu? There is Gu in his body?" Mingshun's face changed suddenly, and he followed Yun Jian's hand to check, only to find that there were signs of something hidden in his blood. He had probed Yun Jian's heart several times before. No abnormality was found in the pulse!

After hearing his confusing explanation, Sheng Huaizhao gradually understood: "You mean, last night he went berserk because of the attack of Gu poison?"

"Yes. I haven't studied the art of voodoo and witchcraft carefully, but the voodoo in his body is hidden deep in his heart, and it must have been planted for many years. The person who made him a voodoo is very powerful, and I can't solve it with my cultivation. "Ming Shun frowned, "Besides, Gu is buried in the heart veins, and its function is not like killing people, but more like controlling."

This kind of Gu will attack regularly, and the only way to alleviate it is to use elixir to release it slowly. If you want to relieve the Gu, you can only find the person who planted the Gu.

Sheng Huaizhao didn't mention this in his personal information. He only knew that the male protagonist Tian Wushuang would be ten years later, and killing him would be a one-shot job. It didn't look like there were any bugs hiding in his body at all.

Why is the male lead like this? If you don't have any contact with him, you will be number one in the world, but if you are in his hands, you will have a split personality and a venomous personality.

The system of spiritual consciousness whispered: ... the male protagonist won't die from Gu poison, right?

Sheng Huaizhao: What did you say?

System: You managed to replace him with a magic core to save his life. If he dies from Gu poison, the world will still be destroyed...

Sheng Huaizhao: "Cough cough cough!"

He suddenly coughed violently, startling Mingshun.

Mingshun hurriedly helped him: "What's wrong with you? Are you hurt? What's wrong?"

Sheng Huaizhao covered his face with his hands and said in a hoarse voice, "It's okay."

In other words, he still has to be Yun Jian's guardian, and he can stop when he grows up to the point where he can't burp easily?

System: ...Yes, otherwise, all the hard work we've put into before would be useless.

Sheng Huaizhao felt trapped.

If I knew this earlier, I might as well let the hero die directly.

Sheng Huaizhao pressed his eyebrows wearily: "When you returned to Qingchiling, what did you see?"

"I..." Mingshun lowered his head slowly, "Even though Yun Jian was controlled by the poison, he only hurt the disciples of the Yanfeng Sect in the end, and did not take their lives. When I rushed back last night, I heard clearly The disciples of the Yanfeng Sect said that they wanted to kill people and take their bones."

Sheng Huaizhao paused, remembering what Chen Qian said when he was brought back: "No, no... We just follow the master's order to get your sword bone, don't kill me, don't..."

In the original book, although the Yanfeng sect is only a small sect, they are indeed decent, but now they are not only unscrupulous, but also want to kill people and take bones... Sheng Huaizhao is more convinced that since the male protagonist was forced to exchange his spiritual core with him, the story of this book The direction began to be different from what he knew.

And Yun Jian... has two personalities, sword bones, and Gu worms.

As expected of the hero of Shuangwen, the things in his body are like four-dimensional pockets.

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Mingshun hesitated for a long time, then whispered: "Are you still planning to abandon him now?"

Abandoning this word really doesn't sound good, but Sheng Huaizhao couldn't refute it: "Anyway, I don't want to continue living like this."

Mingshun: "Yes, but aren't you husband and wife?"

Sheng Huaizhao laughed: "Then I still call you little husband, why don't you also recognize me as your wife?"

The little monk's face turned red instantly.

Sheng Huaizhao was thinking on another road, and said casually: "Why are you blushing? It can't be that you are really emotional with me and want to elope with me..."

"Yesterday, you said you were leaving... did you want to elope with him?"

A hoarse and cold voice came from behind, and the two of them were taken aback.

Sheng Huaizhao turned his head and met Yun Jian's cold eyes, his smile froze.

The time you wake up is always stuck on time.

Mingshun still hasn't figured out whether Sheng Huaizhao and Yunjian are husband and wife, but when he was misunderstood, he subconsciously panicked: "No, no, you misunderstood..."

"Yes." Sheng Huaizhao interrupted contemptuously, "I'll go and explain to the Yanfeng faction later that we are innocent, and then leave this place and leave you here alone."

Yun Jian's knuckles on the ground turned white, he sat up with difficulty, and waved away when Ming Shun came over to help.

He gritted his teeth: "Don't touch me."

Mingshun was protecting his hurt hand, and just about to speak, a lazy voice came from behind him: "Xiao Mingshun, come here."

The coldness around Yunjian seems to have intensified, Mingshun turned his head timidly, and moved to Sheng Huaizhao: "Why, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing." Sheng Huaizhao put one leg up, leaned his elbows on his knees, and smiled with his chin lightly cupped, "You're handsome, I'll see you keep your eyes on."

Mingshun: "..."

Mingshun anxiously watched the two of them stalemate, and before both sides hit a wall, he took out various medicine bottles in his arms.

He is a medical practitioner, and he used to carry some elixir and fairy grass with him in the past. The first thing he did when he came to the Yanfeng Sect was to ask for permission and get some medicinal materials.

High-grade pills can no longer be practiced, but some general-purpose hemostatic powders can still be made.

Sheng Huaizhao watched as the little monk took materials from the local area, smashed them with stones, and finally produced a hand full of broken grass.

Afterwards, Mingshun held the medicine and looked at him expectantly.

This is the medicine prepared for Yunjian, and the little monk doesn't have the guts to talk to Bingshan now, so he can only look at him.

Sheng Huaizhao planned to ignore it, anyway, as long as the male lead hangs on, he can't die, so he didn't go over to scold him shamelessly.

As soon as the decision was made, someone in the dark prison interrupted his meditation and violently knocked out a mouthful of blood.

Mingshun was in a hurry: "You, go and show him quickly. He is still in the attack period of Gu poison, and he needs a lot of pills to relieve his pain, and his body is not as strong as usual."

System: Yes, yes, what if he suddenly loses strength and dies?

Sheng Huaizhao clenched his fist, grabbed the medicine from Mingshun's hand, and walked slowly towards Yun Jian.

Sitting aside, Mingshun hoped that Sheng Huaizhao would be more gentle and relaxed, so that the two of them could settle down.

But the next moment, he saw Sheng Huaizhao saying indifferently: "The medicine has been applied."

Sure enough, Yun Jian quickly raised his hand to brush it away, and turned his face mercilessly: "I said, don't touch me."

His tone was colder than when he faced Mingshun just now.

This person in front of him is frivolous and full of lies, but as long as he stands with Mingshun, he will get angry for no reason... Although he has lost his memory, Yun Jian is also sure that he was not so uncertain in the past.

All because of Sheng Huaizhao.

Mingshun turned his gaze back to Sheng Huaizhao nervously, only to see that the man slightly turned his sore wrist, bent his knees and pushed Yun Jian's chest, and after pressing the man firmly against the rock wall, he spread his legs involuntarily. sat on his crotch.

The long-distance confrontation turned into close contact, and Yun Jian could feel the softness of sitting on his body as long as he moved his legs lightly.

Yun Jian never thought that Sheng Huaizhao would be so brazen and suppress him like this!

Sheng Huaizhao's knees rested on both sides of Yun Jian's crotch, and he was half a head taller than the person in front of him with his riding posture. Obviously this posture was too presumptuous and intimate, but Sheng Huaizhao looked down at Yun Jian with a three-pointed look. Condescending meaning.

"I'm relatively impatient." His tone was as cold as ice, close contact allowed him to be keenly aware of all Yun Jian's movements, the right hand that was about to be thrown up again was ruthlessly trampled aside by Sheng Huaizhao .

Mingshun watched Sheng Huaizhao taking advantage of Yun's remonstrance to suffer pain, and simply tore off the front of his coat.

Many wounds on his body were affected, and Yun Jian let out a low, muffled groan in a daze.

Alas!Only then did the little monk realize what he was looking at, quickly turned his head, and tremblingly recited the Heart Sutra against the corner alone.

Sheng Huaizhao smeared the herbal medicine on his chest, and he couldn't remember how many times the piece of flesh was torn, but every time he looked at it, it was bloody and bloody.

The injury was too deep, Yun Jian breathed uncontrollably and quickly, and slowly raised his cold eyes to look at the person in front of him.

The silent glaring made even the system feel terrified and did not dare to speak.

However, Sheng Huaizhao turned a blind eye and took care of his wound sloppily before he was free to reason with him.

"What are you angry about?" He asked, "I have already made it clear to you last night about our relationship, it was you who caused a big fuss in the orthodox sect, and I was implicated by you. "

Yun Jian said coldly: "Implicit? You are so good at calculating, if you are really implicated, don't you go to the so-called righteous way to plead? After all, you can be said to be robbed by me."

Yun Jian stared at him for a moment, perhaps because those red pupils were too good at hiding emotions, so close to Mingming, Sheng Huaizhao couldn't guess his current emotions.

...It seems that it is not as easy to fool as before.

Sheng Huaizhao stared at him for a moment, then mocked with a smile: "Oh, it's really true that you turn your face and deny anyone when you take off your wedding clothes."

Facing the corner, Mingshun, who was eavesdropping silently, paused. He remembered that it was Sheng Huaizhao who turned his face and refused to recognize anyone. Why was this high hat put on Yun Jian's head instead?

Speaking of Xifu, Yun Jian's mind flashed back to the image of bathing together in hot springs, he quickly closed his eyes to screen away distracting thoughts, and said slowly in a hoarse voice: "In this case..."

Sheng Huaizhao's heart tightened.

This is an ability to detect danger that he has condensed in his past experience, and he will instinctively warn in advance when facing imminent danger.

Right now, this is the future ruthless master of swordsmanship, the invincible protagonist.

As long as the magic core is completely fused with Yunjian, without the layer of specious "husband and wife" lies hindering the decision, he will kill Sheng Huaizhao... It's just a matter of raising his hand.

Sheng Huaizhao just wanted to retire, Yun Jian tore off the robe on his left hand, touched the wound with his fingertips, and wrote a blood book out of thin air.

"You want freedom, I will give it to you."

The torn robe floated in front of Sheng Huaizhao, and he saw three large blood-red characters on it - He Li Shu.

"Let the word be the evidence, you and I will have nothing to do in the future."

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